otomedissection
Member
- Jun 19, 2026
- 20
It is actually wild how much better I would feel and how much I would genuinely like myself if it wasn't for other people. I think I'm decently cute and I'm proud of the things I've accomplished. I try to take care of myself and I think I'm a kind person. I'd be my friend if I wasn't already me. But JUST…and honestly JUST because people don't choose me, or seem to care about me, or think I'm beneath them, I absolutely hate myself with a burning passion. It's like how I feel doesn't even matter. If other people don't like me, then I shouldn't either. Maybe I'm delusional for being content with myself and everyone else has the right idea. Like, if enough people view me in the same way, I'm going to believe it wholeheartedly. It makes me so devastated that loving and caring about myself isn't enough. And I feel ashamed that I think someone falling in love with me would fix everything, because it would prove that I'm not utterly disgusting and there's at least some part of me that another person would tolerate.